"Wait, what were you doing?"
The slinking figure clad in white stooped over the rocky outcropping, not turning to face Max or his question. A low sighing sound escaped the sloop hood that hid the wraith-like form from view. After a second, a masked face turned to Max, blue eyes giving off an eerie glow.
"I was in Berlin."
Max stepped down from the stony path, placing a hand on the cavern wall to steady himself.
"Yes." The responding voice was hollow and metallic, and sounded like a small chorus of voices all speaking in unison. The White Cloak moved like a wisp of fog as he navigated the cavern path, seemingly floating down the unlit grotto.
"Because. Hitler was after three devices of extradimensional origin, and I was sent to stop him."
Max blinked. His eyes struggled to make out anything in the darkness - he could only see in the dark if there was something or someone warm-blooded to give off heat, but the White Cloak was the only other being present, and whatever h